Chapter 386 The Peach Blossom Sword Will Float Like Rain, The Love Is Deep
Du Qing shouted to the practitioners of the Demon-Slaying Alliance.
At this time, even the practitioners of the Demon-Slaying Alliance in the Seventh Realm Golden Elixir realized that something was wrong and wanted to get out of the formation base.
But Wei Zhong raised his mouth, revealing a touch of imperceptible coldness. He secretly pinched his hand and saw another black breath appearing under the large yin and yang waves under the cloth. This strand of black gas turned into a mysterious talisman.
Wen, climbed towards the heart position along the arm of the demon-slaying practitioner little by little.
Accompanied by a strange sound, the twelve practitioners of the Demon Slaying Alliance were all imprisoned on the formation base and could not move.
After all, Du Qing is a cultivator of the eighth level. Although he failed to shake off the formation flag, he suddenly isolated his spiritual power from his palm and struggled hard. He looked at Wei Zhong with anger on his face.
"Wei Zhong, you...you dare to plot against me!"
"Oh." Wei Zhong sighed, "Du Qing, the world is so treacherous. How come you have done less intrigue? How could you ask such naive words? I didn't want to do this, but the situation is
Forcing you to know what you shouldn't know, I can only use the secret method."
"Tsk tsk, I am worthy of being the great teacher of the Holy Academy."
The two great eight-level demon cultivators looked at each other, and they seemed to like to watch human practitioners fight and plot against each other.
Du Qing secretly tried to break free several times, but all of them failed. The spiritual energy in his body passed away rapidly. The seventh level practitioner in the formation was even drained from his spiritual power at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gradually turned into a skinny and bone-like appearance. His face was pale.
There was a hint of determination in his eyes and he sneered: "So, you are the conspirator behind the invasion of the Qingpingzhou great demon that year? Just to please the demon saint?"
"You don't have to test anything, Du Qing, you will be cut off sooner or later by your participation in the affairs of that year."
Wei Zhong's eyes showed murderous intent, the formation flag in his hand completely changed, and the formation began to absorb Du Qing's natal energy.
"I understand, everything is understood, hahaha!" After Du Qing was sure that he could not break free, he suddenly showed a grim smile: "Since that's the case, I'll tell you a secret too!"
Wei Zhong's pupils shrank, and the demon cultivators were also very curious.
"What's the secret?"
Du Qing's mouth gradually rose, his sleeves shook, and a peach branch slid down from his palm. After the peach branch met the light, it suddenly turned into a huge shadow of a peach tree, like a peach blossom sword.
Zheng!
A crisp sound rang through the valley.
As pleasant as the spring breeze blows the wind chimes hanging on the peach trees.
The pink peach blossoms bloom colorfully, and thousands of peach blossoms turn into sword energy, destroying people and demons in pieces.
Instantly.
The sky was covered with blood mist, and the big demon bird was flying in blood.
More than half of the dozens of seven-level demon cultivators in the demon clan were killed or injured in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, two Eight-level demon cultivators were also obscured by the peach blossom sword energy everywhere.
Wei Zhong's eyes widened, blood oozed like beads on his body, and there was a deep sense of horror in his screams.
I don't know how long it took.
The peach blossoms in the valley drift far away with the wind.
In front of that old gate, the formation was incomplete.
Wei Zhong had a strange armor on his body dimly and fell to the ground bit by bit.
puff.
He vomited blood and stared at Du Qing, holding peach branches in his hands, with a crazy look on his face.
The voice squeaked: "A peach branch is a sword. After so many years, Gu Bai's sword intent is still so trembling... But it's a pity that you are not Gu Bai, even if the peach branch he left behind,
It’s not something you can control, cough... I almost got killed by you."
Other demon cultivators also stood up from the pool of blood, one by one, but at this time, they were not angry, and had more emotions on their faces, which was a kind of fear and a lucky life after a disaster.
In the middle of the formation.
Du Qing still maintained his initial posture, but his whole body was like a dry tree pole, rapidly aging and weakening. His old eyes showed endless annoyance. When his life disappeared, his voice was low: "I knew it long ago
This is the world... I shouldn't betray it... Gu Bai said that the thousand-year peach blossoms are the most beautiful when they wither... It's true..."
The wind blew.
Du Qing's figure drifted with the wind, and the peach branches in his hand slaps and fell to the ground.
The wind blows across the hills.
It blows through the mountains and forests again.
The peach blossoms rotate and fly in the air.
A young man in white walking on the clear river in the forest.
Stop as if he felt something.
The boy looked up and stared at the petal of peach blossoms flying in, subconsciously stretched out his hand, and the peach blossoms fell in his palm.
"Peach Blossom?"
Gu Yusheng murmured to himself.
Hold the palm of your hand.
Close your eyes slightly.
After counting breaths.
Gu Yusheng's body suddenly shook.
His eyes suddenly opened.
In his eyes, there seemed to be a deep thought that was like a floodgate opening, rushing like a tide.
"Father!"
Gu Yusheng shouted at the wilderness.
despair!
despair!
despair!
Gu Yusheng walked on the wind, chasing towards the direction where the peach blossoms floated, running against the wind, and his body broke one ancient tree after another. The thorns on the green vines cut apart on Gu Yusheng's cheek.
Another blood mark.
The peach blossoms are still flying.
Flying to somewhere.
A beautiful figure stopped and stretched out his snow-white fingertips, clamping the peach blossom petal.
The dark blue background of the eyes became normal little by little, and the tail hidden behind them disappeared little by little.
"The rest of your life..."
With a whisper, Mo Wanyun also wants to run with the wind.
Just then.
On a dead tree above her head, a black crow suddenly spoke: "I have the blood of the White Emperor, but I think about the debt of love in the world. The fox clan is almost wiped out by other clans, but you don't care. If you go
Looking for that boy, I will end his life with my own hands.”
Mo Wanyun heard this, murderous intent suddenly appeared in her eyes. A white jade sword energy in her hand penetrated the air, piercing the black crow from the dead tree, and the frost and cold under her feet condensed. In the blink of an eye, she was blackened for several miles.
The crow pinched in his palm and said coldly:
"I know your disguise is very clever. From the moment I entered the secret realm, I knew that you were following me. I specially asked my brother to spend the rest of my life, just to lure you out, sneaky, and you should reveal your original ones.
Looks like this!"
"Old man guessed well, your bloodline has awakened for the second time."
The black crow on Mo Wanyun's hand turned into gray mist and dissipated.
Not far away, an old woman in shabby clothes gradually became solid.
This old woman was the old woman who Gu Yusheng and his group rescued outside the city gate when they entered Lucheng.
Little girl Xiaoqu'er's grandmother.
"So it's you."
Mo Wanyun frowned.
"You have used my kindness and deceived the goodness of the rest of your life, and your sins are unforgivable."
The old woman turned around and stood a strangely shaped crutch in her hand.
Her eyes grew deeper from turbidity, and her hunched body grew higher.
"Kindness is the cheapest thing in the world, but my old body is still moved. To this day, the little lover in your heart is still alive, which is my repayment of kindness to him. It is also the final repayment of favor, no matter how much I want to repay him, no matter how much I want to repay him,
Whether he is a gentleman from the Holy Academy or a sword-bearing man, he cannot change his established destiny, so the fate between you and him should be broken."
Mo Wanyun held a white jade sword in her hand, and her beautiful face shone on the sword. She looked at her eyes in detail, and a smile gradually appeared on her face. She slowly exclaimed: ωωw..net